He pulled a crisp, new $100 bill
From his cargo shorts.
Time to rig up an explosion;
Make a statement to society.
(Like smiley Bob on the TV)
He will be one of the flyers;
He will join the champion’s league.
Finally able to afford
Gold man sacks!
What Glee!
But popularity did not dawn.
The big city did not call.
He was stuck in the woods.
Wells, (that’s how) far (some will) go
To stay
A miserable failure.
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